You are cordially invited to the wedding of Miss Rosalie Hale and Mr. Emmett McCarty Cullen (aka Captain Emmett Awesome Cullen).
Tissues may be required if you're prone to tears during weddings.
People with aversions to lemons might want to skip the latter part of the chapter. This is an Emmett lemon...it's going to get...er...a tad dirtier than, say, an Edward and Bella lemon.
Katmom and Minna? I love you both fiercely.
Rosalie
I stared at my reflection in the mirror and smiled. "It's perfect."
Four worried looking faces smoothed into more relaxed smiles. Esme and Millie high-fived each other while Alice and Bella gave each other a hug.
In less than an hour I would be married to the most amazing man on the planet and I looked every bit the beautiful woman he deserved. No, I'm not being vain, I'm telling it like it is and my team of beautifiers had outdone themselves. My dress was a simple white sundress with some eyelet lace detail around the edges. My hair had been pinned up in the back and gentle, soft tendrils were left dangling in the front. Alice had woven some baby's breath into the chignon and I almost looked like I had a halo.
The moms in my life had undertaken my makeup, which was understated and very natural. "It only enhances and highlights your natural beauty, sweetie," Esme had whispered. "We really didn't have to do much at all. You're absolutely radiant."
Bella pinned a blue brooch at the side of my waist where the dress was gathered slightly. "There's your something blue."
Millie slipped two beautiful diamond studs into my earlobes. "Here's your something new. Emmett has good taste in jewelry."
Esme stood behind me, placing a cool silver chain with a locket around my neck. "Here is your something old—it belonged to my grandmother. I've replaced the photos, though. She would be honoured to know that this now belongs to Emmett's beautiful wife. She adored him so much in the brief time that she knew him, but then again, he was a beautiful baby and an adorable little boy."
Tears pooled in my eyes as I examined the antique locket. The filigree was still incredibly pristine for something so beloved and old. The tears fell when I opened it to see photos of Emmett and Jaden. "It's beautiful, Esme. Thank you."
"No, thank you, sweetie. Thank you for loving my boy."
I blushed, looking down at the locket and my engagement ring. "He makes it very easy."
Esme hugged me. "Remember those words on the days when he's driving you nuts, and your marriage will stand the test of time. Now, shall we clean up those tear tracks?"
"WAIT!" Alice practically shrieked. "You need something borrowed! Jaden wanted to supply that. Hang on a second." She waddled to the door and opened it. Jaden stood there in khaki shorts, a white golf shirt and an argyle sweater vest.
"Rosie," he said slowly, in awe, "you are even prettier than usual. Wow!"
"Thanks, sweetie. Can I have a hug?"
He ran over and into my arms. "Mm, you smell pretty too."
We all laughed and he blushed. "I, uh…I have something for you to borrow, but I need it back, okay?"
It was beyond me what Jaden had for me to borrow.
"I'll be right back." He ran out, leaving me confused as to what it would be. When he returned, I couldn't contain the smile on my face.
"I wanted to do something special and when I heard people talking about needing stuff for your something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue I thought maybe you might want to borrow Chocolate." From behind his back he pulled out his beloved stuffed moose who was now sporting a cardboard top hat and tuxedo jacket. "Alice helped dress him up. We made the hat and the suit so he would nice enough for a wedding."
My heart swelled at his gesture. "I would be honoured to borrow Chocolate. I was feeling a little nervous, so I'm happy to have him with me to help calm me down." I held Chocolate to my chest. "Thank you, sweetie."
He beamed at me. "I knew it! I'm glad I could help. I'd like to stay but I have important things to do. I guess I'll see you downstairs soon."
I kissed the top of his head. "Love you, Jaden. I'm so glad you are a part of this special day."
"I love you too, Rosie. And in a couple of days you, me and Emmett get to be a real family."
"I can't wait," I whispered as I held him.
"Me too."
After hugging him for another moment, he detached himself and ran off, leaving us all staring in wonder.
"I am seriously the luckiest woman in the world," I said aloud to no one in particular.
"You sure are," Bella said from behind me. "Now, let's get you fixed up and down to your groom."
After refreshing my makeup, Daddy came in to escort me to my husband-to-be. He broke down in tears when he spotted me.
"Oh, princess, you're stunning," he sniffled, "I can't thank you enough for letting me be here for this important day after all…"
"Shh, stop, Daddy. No tears. I'm just glad you're here. That's the most important thing."
Millie snapped a few photos as I straightened out his tie. I had told him that it was casual and no one would be wearing ties, but he insisted. I was just glad he came, so who was I to complain about a tie?
After a few more photos were shot, we followed the girls down to where my future awaited me.
Emmett, Jaden, and the Justice of the Peace stood down in the yard near a beautiful hedge of lilacs. Em smiled at me and I melted. I was so focused on him that I barely noticed Edward and his guitar until Jaden stepped forward and began singing Thank You by Led Zeppelin. He and Edward sang together, their voices blending easily and flawlessly. I couldn't help the tears and the heaving sobs that came out of me as I held the tuxedoed moose tighter to me. I was so thankful he had let me borrow Chocolate because it comforted me, grounded me as they serenaded me.
Emmett had tears in his eyes when my dad handed me over. "I don't need to tell you to take care of her because I know you already do. Be happy, live in love, and never go to bed angry."
Daddy leaned in to kiss my cheek before moving to stand with the others.
I held my hand out to Jaden. "Come here, baby, come stand with us, please."
He smiled and moved over so he was standing between us. I handed over Chocolate, then took Em's hand again and faced the Justice of the Peace.
Emmett
Fuck me, Rosie was looking hot! I mean my girl always looks hot, but standing there in that simple but beautiful white dress she looked more amazing than I thought possible. I was marrying an angel, and I kept waiting for her wings to unfurl.
It was hard to focus on the Justice of the Peace because I was totally bursting with fruit flavor. My girl was marrying me and standing between us was the little fella who would be our son in just a matter of days. The husband/father part of me was knocking the snot out of my old manwhoring self and I felt amazing. Everything was finally falling into place. My family was really a family again—Bella was back, Edward was more than just a zombie, Mom and Dad had worked out their differences, I had a new brother and sister, and Rosie finally had the family she had always longed for.
A sharp tug on my pants alerted me to the fact that I had missed something. Jaden handed me a ring. "Do it, Emmett." He grinned at me as he urged me on.
"Rosalie Lillian Hale," I began as I held her left hand up to place a kiss atop her engagement ring, "you make me the happiest man on earth. You opened my eyes and my heart to a whole new world that I had missed out on. You love me no matter what—happy, sad, angry…"
"Don't forget stinky," Jaden added in a loud whisper.
I laughed aloud. "Oh yes, let's not forget stinky. You love me for some reason and I promise to spend the rest of my life trying to make you as happy as you make me. I love you, Rosalie Hale. Through it all, I swear on this ring and before our family that I will love you until the day I die, and even then, if I go first, I promise to haunt you and love you from the other side."
Rosie smiled through her tears as I slid Grandma Platt's ring on her finger.
"Emmett McCarty Cullen, from the second we met I knew we were made for each other because you were the first person to see me and not just the pretty girl. You unlocked emotions and feelings in me that I never knew I had. You own the key to my heart and there is no doubt in my mind that you are my other half, my better half, because alone I am empty. You, you big goof, you fill me up until I'm spilling over."
I couldn't help myself, it was so inappropriate, but I had to do it. I leaned in and whispered so only she would hear it. "That's what she said."
"Little ears, Emmett Cullen!" my mother hissed. Oops, I guess I said it louder than I had intended. I looked down at Jaden who had no clue what had just transpired. He was busy trying to get Chocolate's top hat to stay on.
"As I was saying," Rosie continued, clearing her throat, "I love you, Emmett, and I know you love me. You've carried me through dark days until I had the strength to move forward on my own two feet. Greater men have run away at lesser messes, and yet you got me, got all of us through it without batting an eye.
"Your heart has an endless supply of love and compassion. The little boy standing here is another example of that, and I can't wait until the three of us are joined together as an official family. Today I pledge my love to you and on Tuesday I pledge my love to our family. Emmett, I can't wait to be a Cullen."
The officiant smiled as Rosie slid the ring on my finger. "Emmett McCarty Cullen, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
The smile on my face should have been the biggest clue to my answer. "A million times yes, yes I do."
"Rosalie Lillian Hale, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"Oh, hell yes!"
"Then by the power vested in me by the State of Washington, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Jaden?"
Jaden jumped up and down, clapping as he shouted happily, "You may now kiss Rosie, Emmett!"
Instead of lunging at her, we both looked down at our little guy and smiled. I picked him up and we each kissed a cheek. Everyone cheered as we turned to face them as Mr. and Mrs. Emmett Cullen and their soon-to-be son, Jaden.
Edward came to take Jaden from us so I could sweep my wife into my arms and kiss her long and hard and sloppy.
"I love you, Mrs. Cullen," I whispered against her lips.
"I love you more, Mr. Cullen."
The fluttering and nattering around us brought us back to the moment. The mothers were all flapping and trying to get their hands on us.
"Welcome to the family, sweet girl," I heard Mom say as she hugged Rosie. "You've always belonged, you were always one of us, and now it's official."
I had to wipe away a tear when I heard Rosie call her mom. It meant so much to both of us that they got along as well as they did—me because every man wants his mother to love his girl, but for Rosie it meant so much more. It meant she finally had a real mother and a family to call her own.
Dad approached, pulling me into one of his bone-crushing Cullen hugs. "Congratulations, son."
"I'm glad you were able to get away from work at such short notice, Pop. I know it was kind of last minute—"
Holding up a hand, he stopped me. "I was not going to miss my eldest son's wedding or the finalization of my new grandson's adoption. Family is too important, Emmett. I would have resigned before I missed any of this. I know in the past I wasn't around, but like I told you last year, I'm here, I'm in it, and I'm never forsaking my family again."
"Thanks, Pop," I choked out as I squeezed the shit out of him. "You have no idea how much this means to me, to us."
"I think I do, son."
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Not long after the formalities had been taken care of, Rosie and I said our goodbyes. Neither of us really wanted to deal with a reception, we really just needed some alone time, so we left the family and headed out to a nearby resort for a much needed night of R&R&S—rest, relaxation and sex; hot, dirty, sticky sweet sex. It felt like forever since either one of us had the time, energy, or mental capacity to do the deed.
First thing on our agenda was a couples' massage. What? A man has to plunder his woman the second the honeymoon begins? We were both full of knots and wound tighter than a spring. The massage would be a warm up for what would come—no one wants to pull a muscle while doinking, do they?
We held hands, whispering sweet nothings to one another as the masseur and masseuse worked us over. I couldn't help it! I love my Rosie and I'm not afraid to show it and now she's my wife and…mmm…
"Emmett, wake up," Rosie said, shaking me.
"Hm?"
"Wake up! Time for the sex!" she said, grinning.
Well, that woke me up pretty quick. Wait, when had I fallen asleep? "How long into it did I pass out?"
Rosie laughed. "You were snoring before they finished with our shoulders. Did you have a good snooze?"
Stretching out, I groaned. "God, that felt good. Yeah, I had a good snooze. Did you nod off? You look refreshed." And she did. Her skin was pink and glowing, her eyes were shining.
"Yeah, I don't think I lasted much longer than you did. I woke when she was doing my feet."
"My ticklish wife," I teased, smiling at her. I stood up, the sheet dropping to the floor, leaving me naked in front of my Rosie. Her gaze moved from my face down my chest and to my cock, which now saluted her.
Rosie stood, tossing her sheet aside before moving toward me. Her tits bounced slightly as she shook her hips. My eyes flickered back and forth between her perfect tits and her pussy, waxed bare except for a thin landing strip of pale hair.
My hands reached for her, pulling her to my chest. Hard nipples poked at my pectorals and it felt amazing. Needing to be closer to her, I pulled her even tighter to me, my hands holding her ass, pushing her against my cock. We both sighed at the same time.
"I love you, Rosie. Thanks for marrying me." I pushed some of her hair away from her face, then pulled at the pins holding it up, releasing it so it fell in golden waves down her bare back.
"Mm, now that feels good," she moaned as I moved my hands up to massage her scalp. As I massaged, I manipulated her head into a better position so I could lean in for a kiss, trapping her beautiful bottom lip between mine, tugging at it until she opened for me. My tongue slipped slowly between her awaiting lips to meet hers; hot, wet and urgent. The more pressure I used on her tender scalp, the more guttural her moans became and the harder she kissed me.
Soft hands traced the contours of my more malleable muscles before she grabbed my cock without warning, pumping it in time with our mouth-fucking.
"Shit, Rosie," I panted, moving my hands from her head down to her ass, grazing her tits as I passed. "Do you want me to come right now?"
Before I could stop her, she dropped to her knees and swallowed my cock in one swift motion, humming as she began bobbing her head.
I stopped her. "No, baby, not on your knees; come to the bed."
Extending a hand to her, she allowed me to help her to her feet. "I want to taste you; I want you to come on my face."
"Oh, you romantic," she giggled as she flopped back onto the bed. "C'mere, hubby, I want to suck your cock."
We really are a match made in heaven. Both crass, outspoken, sexually compatible—there was no way this woman hadn't been made specifically for me.
"On top, Rosie, please?" I asked, quietly as I lay beside her. "I like to stare up at you, not down on you."
Rosie swallowed loudly before a tear trailed down her cheek. "God, I love you, Emmett. That's beautiful."
"No one should ever look down on my Rosie," I replied, wiping away her tear. "You're above that, you're my perfect Rosie."
She climbed atop me, planting a heated kiss on my lips before turning around and positioning herself over my face. I didn't have a chance to touch her before she took me back into her mouth.
"Shiiit," I moaned into her awaiting pussy. I pulled her hips down so I was nose-deep in her lady bits and got to business. First some old-school tongue-clit action before diving into her slippery vag while my nose rubbed at her. I could tell by the movement of her hips and the humming around my cock that she was digging it, so I added my fingers.
I was just about to blow my load when she pulled me out of her mouth and shouted, "OH FUCK! RIGHT THERE! DON'T YOU FUCKING STOP!" She pumped me frantically as I worked her into a frenzy and was rewarded when she came all over my face.
No, really, she squirted.
BEST. WEDDING. PRESENT. EVER!
Happy Easter weekend and Water for Elephants day. I'm heading to see WFE for the 1st time this afternoon. :)
So, wedding win or wedding fail? It was short, sweet, and to the point.
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